"Mind your words. What pledge of allegiance? Qingzhao, we are contributing to peaceful coexistence between Azure Hill and the Immortal Alliance!"
The brocade-robed cultivator frowned slightly and spoke in displeasure.
"Qing Yingxian, stop dressing everything up in such lofty words. Fool me if you like, but don't fool yourself too." Qingzhao curled his lip, his tone languid.
"What do you know!"
Qing Yingxian glared at Qingzhao. "How could a demon like you, ignorant of etiquette, incapable of casting off your nature, and utterly vulgar in your conduct, comprehend the Immortal Dao?" As he finished, he seemed to feel his words were somewhat inappropriate. He shook his head and took a step back of his own accord.
"Forget it. We are both members of the Peace Faction. There's no point saying more. When you have a chance to visit the Immortal Alliance's immortal cities, you'll understand how important it is to know how human cultivators speak, and just how insignificant the entire Green Hill Demon Kingdom is."
A frog at the bottom of a well could hardly glimpse the vastness of heaven and earth.
Qing Yingxian also could not understand why the Second Elder had sent the utterly uncouth Qingzhao to carry out such an important mission with him.
Qingzhao glanced at Qing Yingxian, his gaze laden with meaning.
The Green Hill Demon Kingdom could broadly be divided into three major factions: the Hardline Faction, the Peace Faction, and the Wait-and-See Faction.
As its name suggested, the Hardline Faction took an unyielding stance. It believed the Demon Race were the true masters of Heavenly Abyss Star and staunchly defended the Green Hill Demon Kingdom's bloodline traditions, remaining extremely obstinate even as the Immortal Alliance pressed closer at every step.
If he could, Qingzhao would also have liked to join the Hardline